Game Invasion: A new term for each level

Chapter 101 The Celestial Venerable Has Arrived! Get Out of the Way!

Yan Yiming ordered takeout from a restaurant called "Xiangchuan Private Kitchen".

He said it's a newly opened trendy restaurant in Beicheng, with a lot of traffic and it's super popular right now.

The dishes delivered were all signature specialties, and they filled the whole table.

Yan Yiming woke up the drowsy Pei Feng and made him some food.

Yang Hui took a bite of the dish while searching, and his eyes immediately lit up: "Mmm! This dish is delicious!"

Yan Yiming disagreed. He had seen a lot in his life and thought that even if it tasted good, it couldn't be that great.

But when he picked one up and put it in his mouth, he was a little stunned after chewing it: "Wow! There's something here!"

Pei Feng remained silent and had already begun munching on rice at high intensity. Yang Hui put down his phone and joined the rice-eating queue.

Whirlwind chopsticks, forklift nozzle.

The table was emptied of food, and the three of them, their bellies bulging, lay on the sofa, unable to get up for a long time.

Yan Yiming, supporting his protruding belly, said, "Although it's not authentic and has nothing to do with Hunan cuisine, it's really delicious. Next time we'll eat at the restaurant; it'll probably be even better than takeout."

Pei Feng and Yang Hui both gave an OK sign in approval.

As darkness fell, Yan Yiming finished his meal, rested for a while, and went home. Pei Feng would probably spend the night on the sofa in the firm again.

Yang Hui picked up his phone again and searched for the term "blood-stained face".

It turns out that the image of blood smearing comes from the fifth aspect of the "Nine Contemplations" in Buddhism.

Describes a natural evolutionary stage of a corpse from death to its final stage.

The fifth phase, the blood-smear phase, describes the death process of the corpse's epidermis necrosis and the outflow of pus and blood.

The aim is to eliminate lust and attachment by contemplating the impermanent nature of the physical body.

Yang Hui scratched his head. First a Taoist came, and now a Buddhist came. They were all talking in a very confusing way.

Is this Abyss entry really that obscure and difficult to understand? No wonder the owners all have mental problems.

Studying this kind of thing every day, if your mental state really matches it, it's hard not to go crazy.

Yang Hui shuddered. He decided to just pretend the Abyss entry didn't exist; that was the only option for now.

Pei Feng scratched his stomach a couple of times and said, "Your landlady, Mrs. Fu, had someone check on her today, but they didn't find anything unusual."

Are there any people among the reserve personnel who can see or target evil spirits, ghosts, or souls?

Pei Feng took out his phone, yawned, and said, "It should be there. I'll ask in the group."

"You guys even have a group chat?"

"Of course, don't you also have the Administration's app? I'll add you."

A message popped up on Yang Hui's phone: Little Nightingale invites you to join the Third Squad Reserve Group.

After agreeing, Yang Hui joined a large group chat with a thousand members.

The Celestial Being has arrived! Everyone get out of the way! (Joined the group.)

His name was followed by a shiny official badge.

As soon as Yang Hui entered, the previously sparse group chat instantly erupted in excitement.

"Holy crap! Who's this? A new full-time employee?"

"Someone else got a permanent position? Can someone mentor me? I want to become a full-fledged employee too!"

"Junior! Greetings, Heavenly Venerable! I'll step aside!"

"Your Excellency! With you, the Bureau's dawn has broken!"

Some were confused, some were shocked, some were trying to curry favor, and some were even trying to flatter them to death.

Yang Hui suddenly received many friend requests and private messages, but he ignored them all.

There were even photos of people posting pictures of their legs in black stockings. Yang Hui silently clicked to follow, only to find out that it was a burly man picking his toes.

Yang Hui was so angry he almost twisted his mouth.

Pei Feng sent a message at that moment.

Little Lark: "If anyone has any methods or techniques to deal with evil spirits, ghosts, or spirits, please send me a private message if you have a plan."

Yang Hui asked, "Can we command all these reserve personnel?"

"Um—it's complicated." Pei Feng organized his thoughts: "Generally speaking, we don't have any reserve personnel subordinate to any squad. We are considered their half-leaders. They also have daily patrol duties, but they enforce the law in different areas to ensure that each squad in each area has people available."

"If they think the first squad is easy to work in, they can all go to work in the first squad's jurisdiction. However, there is a minimum threshold for each jurisdiction. If the reserve personnel are stationed below a certain threshold, the rest of them are not allowed to change jurisdictions."

"Most of them are hoping to be promoted to the third team and become regular personnel. For them, it's like getting ashore. They usually do the reconnaissance or other minor tasks."

"Sometimes we need people with specific skills to complete tasks. They usually participate actively to increase performance and earn bonuses in order to get promoted."

"Afterwards, the official staff must write a report and submit it, mentioning those who contributed and made contributions."

Yang Hui seems to have never written a report, which may have been done by Xu Qinglan, who wanted to cover up Yang Hui's golden entry.

Pei Feng typed as he spoke, indicating that he had already found the person.

"I found two people. One has an attribute similar to the ability to see ghosts, and the other has an attribute that harms ghosts. They're a duo. I told them to go check on your landlord in a couple of days."

As he spoke, Pei Feng's voice grew softer and softer until he fell asleep again. Yang Hui didn't want to move, so he grabbed a thin blanket and threw it at Pei Feng.

Pei Feng didn't wake up even with the blanket covering his head; he even rolled over and mounted the blanket.

Yang Hui was too lazy to move after eating, so he lay down on the slightly worn sofa.

He rolled over a couple of times, but still couldn't resist picking up the "Castle" information from the coffee table.

The Bureau's intelligence gathering capabilities are undeniable. The initial speculation is that the game instance created a scenario for participants to play, which is typical of game instances.

However, the management bureau did not know the specific reason why the game content changed before and after level 10, and could only attribute it to the special nature of this game instance.

The female remains had not appeared in the records before Yang Hui entered.

So, is the "Castle" game instance really just a virtual scene?

Or perhaps Yang Hui truly transcended time and space, returning to that night, and his victory became a reality.

After thinking it over, Yang Hui finally took out the small bottle. Inside was a round, dark red blood bead, which had already secreted some blood and filled the bottom of the bottle.

It seems I'll have to be more careful when entering single-player game instances in the future.

It's hard to say whether they were real people. Yang Hui's every move during the process of clearing the level triggered a butterfly effect, fixing reality in place.

What if he hadn't killed Leo and had instead chosen to escape the castle directly?

Does that mean he truly continued the Elias family bloodline?

He will remain dormant somewhere, waiting to resume the offering ceremony in sixty years.

He recalled the blood feast in the abyss. If those monsters were to escape the game instance and enter reality, North City might fall instantly, and everyone would become food on the long table.

When games invade reality, no one can guarantee what will happen next.

All Yang Hui can do is to possess the power to protect himself in this uncertain world.

He glanced at Pei Feng, who was fast asleep beside him, and smiled.

If Pei Feng were to call him godfather, he could take him along.